"That's it, our family has to eat lightly for the past two days, and then I have to try to pretend that I don't know about fortune and diarrhea, keep a proper distance from it, and let it heal its injured self-esteem." Fang Qingnuan reported the events of the afternoon to everyone, and the audience in the live broadcast room was also a little relieved.

After all, just as the live broadcast was coming to an end at noon, Zhaocai, who was eating heartily, suddenly had a big thrill, and then trotted all the way to the cat litter house, and came back after a while. With the little guy coming to the table again, the anchor's terminal interface also received an exclamation mark warning from the cat litter house: Your cat has not had a good bowel movement just now, please pay attention to observation and seek medical attention in time!

[Sunny day de true love fan: It's okay, but isn't it because you eat so much because you're in estrus? ] 】

[keyboard:The key is that I haven't seen it get fat.,And even the veterinarian hasn't checked out other problems with the body.ヽ(;] ▽； )ノ】

[Moves: It's really an enviable physique, I also want to be a cat QAQ]

[Little rabbit obediently: Not every cat has such a food as fortune, my neighbor's cat, a while ago because of the unpalatable cat food and depression =. =】

[Teacher Tony: The anchor is not easy to gain weight, although the amount of food is average, but I eat so nutritious every day, I would have become stronger in exchange for [show muscle]]

[Healthy Cold White Skin: So what is the light diet tonight? 】

"There are still some dishes left at noon, I plan to stir-fry them with rice in lard to make fried rice, as for the fortune......" Fang Qingnuan looked at the kitten lying listlessly on the soft cushion, and sighed with it a little sympathetically, "The doctor fed it medicine and also poured repair-type nutritional potions, and suggested that I should not prepare food for it at night." ”

James looked out the window lonely, his heart was calm, didn't he just skip a meal? What's the big deal!

As soon as the lard on the little anchor's side was cooked, he immediately caught the fragrance, pretended to be impatient and turned over, but in fact he kept peeking at people's homes. Tsk, the ingredients are basically leftovers from noon, and the taste can't be better than when he eats it, Qingtian abuses himself so much, it's really too frugal.

The green onions, ginger and garlic are stir-fried to bring out the fragrance, Fang Qingnuan took out the sauerkraut, fish and meat in the two dishes and put them into the pot and stir-fried, then poured in the rice, and continued to fry the fragrance after mixing, then sprinkled with salt, soy sauce and black pepper, garnished with some shallots, turned off the heat and removed from the pot.

That's good? Young people nowadays, dinner is like this......

Is it fragrant?!

Unscientific! James' eyes widened, and he sniffed the air again, it was indeed fragrant. Unlike just now, the aroma of lard is mixed with the sour smell of sauerkraut, the pork belly that bursts out with the taste of meat again due to heating, and the fish fillet coated in a layer of lard and rice......

"Don't look at the simplicity of the method, the taste is actually quite delicious~" The little anchor said, eating it by himself, and entered his favorite tasting session on weekdays, "I put the rice in the refrigerator to keep it fresh, so it is not sticky and soft after heating again, and it still maintains the taste of Q bomb." The rice made with only lard and rice, drizzled with a little soy sauce and stir-fried, tastes amazing, not to mention that I have added so many good things. ”

"Huh? Of course, I can't eat the ones in the pot. Originally, it was reserved for me and Zhaocai, so I can only 'ding' the microwave tomorrow for breakfast. ”

Hearing the content of her chat with the barrage, James immediately accurately captured the key words "in the pot" and "can't eat", and stared thoughtfully in the direction of the kitchen for a long time.

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"The anchor 'Sunny Day' has started broadcasting, and the theme of this live broadcast is 'Ginger Hitting Milk', let's watch quickly!"

[Mariao: Good morning, anchor~]

[Crying little furball: Didn't the anchor have a class this morning? ] Is it too late to cook? 】

[sususu: It's more than 7 o'clock, eh, the anchor's 'ginger hits milk' is a fast dish, right? 】

[You can drink ten bowls in one go: this has to be a light thing, right? ] I'm going to cherish this morning's fried rice! 】

[Fried enoki mushrooms: Indeed, the hardcore party said that the two days may not be very happy]

[Blocks are not as good as circles: milk I can guess it's milk, what is ginger?] It can't be ginger, it's a bar; ▽； )ノ】

"Haha, maybe it's really ginger~" Fang Qingnuan chatted casually with the barrage, waited for two or three minutes, and saw that there were already many people in the live broadcast room, and then introduced this theme that everyone couldn't guess.

"This ginger milk dish belongs to the category of dairy desserts, and I think it is good for breakfast. The ingredients are simple: ginger, milk, milk powder and sugar. ”

"Yes, that's right, it's the condiment that is used very frequently in our live broadcast room - ginger."

As she spoke, she took out a bag of fresh ginger, called Xiao Yi and Xiao Er to scrape the skin with her, and after a while, she cleaned up a few large pieces of ginger.

"By breaking the ginger in a blender, we get a small amount of ginger ale." She took out a bowl, placed the strainer on it, and then poured all the ginger juice and chopped ginger from the blender onto the strainer and sifted it, "Take a small metal spoon that we have almighty, use it to gently press the ginger crumble, and you will find that there is a lot of juice hidden in it." ”

[Spicy Party Awakening: Although I love spicy taste, the stimulating spicy ginger juice is a bit ruthless]

[Sad little point: this, this thing, make desserts?!! 】

[Hey my temper: Is the anchor going to redefine the word "light"? 】

[I love to be jealous and eat flying vinegar: I'm looking forward to it even more, what kind of ingredient magic is the anchor going to change to turn ginger juice into sugar water? ] 】

[Friday: Eat so much ginger in the morning, don't say anything else, refresh your mind hhh]

[Ginger is still old and spicy: Little anchor, so much ginger juice is used for sweets, how much sugar do you have to put to neutralize the taste? ] 】

"Don't worry, I make a lot of servings, there are five people's amounts, and each serving contains about 15g of ginger juice." Fang Qingnuan arranged a row of small bowls in a straight line, first poured ginger juice into each bowl, and in the end, there was still left, so she found a mini bowl to fill, "Okay, let's mix milk next." ”

"If one serving is about 160ml of whole milk, then we need 800ml...... Add this small bowl and you'll have 880ml of milk. She filled the milk in a measuring cup, took out the milk pot, and poured 85g of milk powder and 30g of sugar into it in proportion, "Pour the cold milk into the pot, stir, and let them blend together." ”

"Turn on a low heat to heat, everyone should have mastered the skill of hot milk, I'll hand it over to Xiao Yi first, go and heat up my fried rice." She called Xiao Yi and explained that it was heating the milk normally, but when it reached 80°C, she could turn off the heat and call her.

"Why isn't our milk hot to boil? I'll tell you in a moment. The anchor opened the door of the refrigerator, followed the memory and stretched his hand to the second compartment to keep it fresh, no, glanced at the other compartments, and no, "Hey, I remember that the fried rice was put here yesterday...... Why is it gone? ”

Unbelievingly, she pulled a few more fresh-keeping compartments, but still found nothing.

"Did I forget to put the fridge?!" It's not calm down here, and I put it in a room with a room temperature of about 15 °C all night, whether to eat this fried rice or not, "Let's look for it first, it may have fallen on the table." ”

She checked the nooks and crannies of the kitchen, and then searched around the dining table and the almost impossible coffee table in the living room, but found nothing.

"How could it not be......" Just as she frowned and recalled the details of last night's packing, Xiao Yi called out:

"Master, the milk is heated, current temperature: 80°C, status: turned off heat."

The preparation of ginger milk is simple, but there are strict rules on temperature, so the anchor can only give up looking for her missing fried rice and return to the milk pot instead.

[Sweet bean flower Meizizi: I have a guess about fried rice, I don't know if to say it......]

[Sheriff White Cat: Speaking of which, my cat owner has also done something similar......]

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